And the magical medicine works.

Work work work work!
Work work work work!
Work work work work!

A certain shade of green, 
tell me, is that what you need? 
All signs around say move ahead. 
Could someone please explain to me
your ever present lack of speed? 
Are your muscles bound by ropes? 
Or do grudges cloud your day? 
My sources say the road is clear, 
and street signs point the way.

Are you gonna stand around 'till 2012 A.D.? 
What are you waiting for, 
A certain shade of green? 
I think I grew a gray watching you procrastinate. 
What are you waiting for, 
A certain shade of green?

Would a written invitation 
signed, "Choose now or lose it all," 
sedate your hesitation? 
Or inflame and make you stall? 
You've been raised in limitation, 
but that glove never fit quite right. 
The time has passed for hand-me-downs, 
choose a new, please evolve, 
take flight.

Are you gonna stand around till 2012 A.D.? 
What are you waiting for, 
A certain shade of green? 
I think I grew a gray watching you procrastinate.

Green? What are you waiting for?
Said what are you waiting for?

A written invitation? 
A public declaration? 
A perfect constellation? 
Remember when you procrastinate you choose last
I think I grew a gray watching you procrastinate. 
Are you gonna stand around till 2012 A.D.? 
What are you waiting for, 
A certain shade of green? 
I think I grew a gray watching you procrastinate.
What are you waiting for?